Ashleigh petted Caleb’s hair gently. They stayed as they were for just a few minutes. She convinced him to shower with her, and once they were clean and dried off, they got under the covers, and she curled into the curve of his body.
She had tried to argue for pajamas, but Caleb insisted on wanting to feel the warmth of her skin against his. In truth, it didn’t take much convincing.
Caleb enveloped her in his protective embrace. He kissed the back of her neck and held to her as though she would slip away if he let go.
Ashleigh ran her fingers gently over his arm.
“Caleb,” she called to him gently.
“Hmm?” he replied, burrowing his nose into her hair.
She giggled, feeling the vibration of his voice tickling against her neck.
“Stop,” she laughed, turning to face him.
He gave her a warm smile.
“What?” he said. “You don’t like it?”
He leaned forward and pressed his lips to her throat, once, then twice.
